De-Lovely Page #5

Maybe that says something.

They did always sound better

with music under them.

God, she was beautiful.

Venice.

We had such parties.

We had a floating dance floor

on the Grand Canal.

You know that Robert Browning

once lived in that palazzo?

He got a lot more written than I did,

but he didn't have half the fun.

There they are. Hello, Berlins.

Welcome to Palazzo Rezzonico.

I got so out of hand that finally

Linda had to bring in reinforcements.

And being Linda, she brought the best.

She single-handedly

orchestrated my reformation.

l have to say, the music is not bad, either.

-ls that Cole?

-Yes, it is.

This funny thing

called love

Just who can solve its mystery?

Cole?

You're lrving Berlin.

-Am l interrupting?

-No, l mean, yes.

But it's an honor to be interrupted

by America's greatest songwriter.

-What a pleasure.

-The most publicized, that's for sure.

And rightfully so.

Linda has told us so much about you,

she's left out the most important stuff.

-What would that be?

-Your songs.

l heard about them, but l've never actually

heard one played before.

You were listening to that?

That's a bit daunting.

l need a drink. Can l offer you something?

No, it's okay.

l'm gonna let you get back to your work.

l'd love to hear the tune when it's done.

lt's a real pleasure. A real pleasure.

-Pleasure's mine, welcome to Venice.

-Thank you very much.

-We'll have some fun later.

-l look forward to that, Cole.

I was a humdrum person

Leading a life apart

When love flew in through my window wide

And quickened my humdrum heart

Love flew in through my window

I was so happy then

But after love

had stayed a little while

Love flew out again

What is this thing called love?

This funny thing

called love?

Just who can solve its mystery?

Why should it make

a fool of me?

I saw you there

one wonderful day

You took my heart

and threw it away

That's why I ask the Lord

in heaven above

What is this thing

called love?

What is this thing called love?

This funny thing

called love?

Just who can solve its mystery?

Why should it make

a fool of me?

I saw you there

one wonderful day

You took my heart and threw it away

That's why I ask the Lord

in heaven above

What is this thing

called love?

Bravo, Cole.

You know, Cole, you're spoiling us.

And, excuse me, you're pampering yourself.

You have far too much talent

to waste as an amateur.

And we must do something about that.

l think it may be the most beautiful

love song you've written yet.

Why, thank you.

There's quite a bit of you in it.

What do you think you'll call it?

l don't know, something about confusion.

Dinner is served.

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